[Intro]

(Low, distorted hum of a cello)

(Soft, rhythmic clicking like a timer)

[Verse 1]

Midnight deep in the hollow stem

A violet spark begins to bloom

It doesn't scream, it hums a hymn

Tracing maps across the room

Beneath the skin, the flint is struck

A celebration I can’t stop

Bad omens and a bit of luck

The mercury begins to drop

[Chorus]

Oh, it’s a festival of thorns

A sulfur sky inside my frame

Beautiful and battle-worn

I am the fuel, I am the flame

White-hot petals, toxic gold

Bursting where the hinges meet

A story that the marrow told

In colors loud and bitter-sweet

[Verse 2]

Cobalt blue and arsenic green

Zig-zag lightning through the wrist

The prettiest war I’ve ever seen

In a fog of amethyst

I’m a cathedral made of glass

With a poltergeist inside

Watching every second pass

With nowhere left for me to hide

[Chorus]

Oh, it’s a festival of thorns

A sulfur sky inside my frame

Beautiful and battle-worn

I am the fuel, I am the flame

White-hot petals, toxic gold

Bursting where the hinges meet

A story that the marrow told

In colors loud and bitter-sweet

[Bridge]

[Instrumental Solo: Screeching electric guitar, slowed down and heavy]

Every rib is a neon wire

Short-circuiting the dark

Don't blow out the funeral pyre

Just admire the dying spark

[Chorus]

Oh, it’s a festival of thorns

A sulfur sky inside my frame

Beautiful and battle-worn

I am the fuel, I am the flame

White-hot petals, toxic gold

Bursting where the hinges meet

A story that the marrow told

In colors loud and bitter-sweet

[Outro]

Flicker out...

(Static noise grows)

Just a ghost of the light...

Cold ash...

Cold...

[End]